Carlotta 



TRAGEDY IN FIVE ACTS 



Robert Roskoten, M.D. 



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I'eoria, iLi.iNujy: 
1880. 






Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1878, by 

ROBERT ROSKOTEN, 

in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 

All rights reserved. 



PRESS OK 

J. \V. FRANKS & SONS, 

!>EORIA, ILL. 



TO 

THE PATRIOTIC HEROES 

OF OUR CIVIL WAR 

THIS 

DRAMA IS DEDICATED 

BY THE AUTHOR. 



Preface. 



I dedicate this drama to our brave soldiers. Saving the 
Union they also saved Mexico. Napoleon was the common 
enemy of both. When, in the dark days of the Rebellion, 
gloom spread over the Stars and Stripes, an ominous speck, 
arising on the banks of the Seine, soon expanded as a war- 
cloud over sunny Mexico, casting its shadows over to America. 
Napoleon considered the time come for the reahzation of his 
ambitious dream to consolidate the Latin race, and to create 
a barrier to the predominance of the all-absorbing Anglo-Saxon 
element. The thunder of our victorious guns boomed the 
death-knell of the Mexican Empire. After the fall of Rich- 
mond the French had to go. Qui transtidit, non siistinuit. 
Maximilian, unsupported, fell. Napoleon's star, then in the 
zenith, began to wane, till finally it set on the bloody field 
of Sedan. — This episode seemed, to me, to present all the 
elements for a dramatic composition. Although I know, that 
recent events and living persons are not, as a rule, subjects 
of a drama, yet I think, I may be pardoned in this case, 
for the leading characters have nearly all disappeared from 
the stage of life. The Nemesis has overcome most all : the 
ambitious Napoleon, the haughty Bazaine, the unhappy Max- 
imilian, the still more unhappy Carlotta. 

Robert Roskoten, M.D. 

Peoria, March, ISSO. 



CARLOTTA 



Dramatis Persons. 



Maximilian. 

Carlotta. 

Napoleon III. 

Bazaine, French Marshal. 

Papal Nuncio. 

Archbishop of Mexico. 

Estrada, Mexican Envoy to Mirauiar. 

VlDAURRI, .] 

Marquez, I 

Prince Salm-Salm, 

Miramon, 

jyjgTj^ I. Generals of the Imperial Mexican Army. 

Mender, 

Castillo, 

Arellano, 

Tabera, 

Juarez, President of the ^Mexican Republic. 

Alfonso, his friend. 

MiTLA, "I c z> ■ ^ 

' ^- bun Friestesses. 

GUENITA, J 

Jeanette, French Vivandiere. 

Fritz, ] 

Fernando, I 

Antonio '- Sei-vants of Maxiinilian''s Household. 

Gardener, I 

Lisette, J 

Two American Officers. 
Four Guerrilla Chiefs. 

French, Mexican Imperial and Republican Cabinet Officers. 
Soldiers, Aztec Priests and Priestesses, Monks, Sisters of 
Charity, Peasants, Etc. 



SCENE OF ACTION: 
Miramar, St. Cloud, and various places in Mexico. 



ACT I. 

SCENE FIRST. 

{^Chateau and park of Miramar. A triumphal 
arch beari7ig the letters M. a7id C. formed of 
flowers. Gardener a?id others at work hang- 
ing up festoons. 

Gardener. 

The Royal Pair has left the chateau now, and 
soon they will be here. Be quick, Antonio; put 
this garland in a better shape. Now all is done. 
But what's the matter, Fritz? Thou look'st so 
melancholy. 

Fritz. 

And must I always grin like thee? 

Antonio. 
What does he mean? 

Fernando. 
Next Sunday he will preach! 



10 Carlotta. 

Fritz. 
No time for joking now; ere long we all must 
leave this place. 



All 



How is that? 



Fritz. 
Are you so blind to all that's going on ? Cou- 
riers are ever going to and iro, and men of dark 
complexion, with black, piercing eyes, and foreign 
mien, were closeted for hours with the archduke. 
Besides, there is a rumor rife, that far away in 
Mexico the people want our Max for emperor. 

Antonio. 
They must think him a fool! 

Fritz. 
A crown is like a snake; you hate it, still it 
charms. But there they come ! 

( While Maximilian and Carlotta are approaching 
the arch, a group of peasants come forward 
strewing flozvers.^ 

Chorus. 
Spring has arrived, birds' song and llovvers 

Herald the fair and welcome guest; 
The sun shines warm, and verdant bowers 

Invite us to their shade and rest. 



Carlotta. 11 

This lovely place, once wild and dreary, 
Within the grasp of cliffs confined. 

Comforts the great, protects the weary, 
Who love and kindness always find. 

There now reflects the chateau's tower, 

Vibrating in the placid bay; 
The fountains throw, with secret power, 

Their crystals high in sparkling spray. 

Thou, royal pair, hast built this castle, 

This paradise of magic charm, 
That there benevolence may nestle, 

And us protect thy helping arm. 

We bring, therefore, in all devotion. 

The brightest blooms from field and grove, 
And ofifer them, with deep emotion, 
. As signs of gratitude and love. 

Maximilian. 

For this expression of your love, we thank you 
all and every one. Go to the chateau now and be 
the guests of Miramar! 

{^Peasants and servants exeunt.) 

Gardener. 

(Presenting roses to Carlotta.) 

Your Royal Highness will, I hope, find pleasure 
in this new variety of rose. 



12 Carlotta. 

Carlotta. 

How beautiful they are ; their color red like 
blood! Have they a name? 

Gardener. 

They are called the roses of Puebla by her 
majesty, the Empress of France, in honor ot the 
capture of that place. 

{Exit:) 

Maximilian. 

The day is clear and bright ; a glittering sheet 
and silver -like appears fair Adria. The lively 
streamlet runs here murm'ring through the rocks; 
there shines the golden light upon the fountain's 
spray, and all the tropic plants thrive in luxuriance 
fair. How bland the air, while from the groves 
resounds the song of nightingales. My heart 
clings to this place! But what sudden storm of 
thought has conjured up those clouds upon thy 
brow? 

Carlotta. 
Look at these flowers, Max ! 

Maximilian. 
Roses — beautiful like all. 



Car LOT TA. 13 



Carlotta. 



Yet do they visions of that distant land evoke 
whence springs their name. They are the roses of 
Puebla. 

Maximilian. , 

Again, again that dream of Mexico ! Unhappy 
land since Cortez burnt his fleet upon that fatal 
day! Naught I can learn, can reconcile me to that 
ambitious scheme. Aside from this, I hate to wear 
a crown through popular grace, still more to take 
it from the hands of him, the parvenu, who is an 
arch-foe of my house. 

Carlotta. 

The sparkling diamond goes through many 
hands, not always clean, and yet with value unim- 
paired. Thou dost contemn the plebiscite, but was 
my father not elected to the throne? Did Louis 
Philippe, my grandsire, disdain to wear the diadem, 
which he received from France, though royal blood 
pulsated in his veins ? 

Maximilian. 

Well do'st thou argue. But both in France 
and Belgium all was congenial to the king; far 
otherwise in Mexico. The mass there is of Indian 
blood, and deep in degradation sunk. Dread 
anarchy has ruled the land since Spain dominion 



14 Carlotta. 

lost. The Creole there doth vaunt himself above 
the Aztec race, but is more partisan than patriot. 

Carlotta. 

But what are trifles such as those to him whose 
will is strong? Thou art of Hapsburg blood, and 
willst consume thy life in an idyllic dream? There 
is thy heritage, which once, as jewel fair, shone in 
a Hapsburg's crown. Behold the open page, un- 
written, white and blank, the lines already drawn ! 
Make history and write — use pen and ink, or 
sword and blood ! 



SCENE SECOND. 

{^Cabinet meetijig in St. Cloud. y 

Napoleon. 

Almonte duped us all ; too much have we 
procrastinated. This war, protracted as it is, was 
never popular. No allies have we found in Mexico ; 
instead of gratitude, they show us enmity. The 
clergy there alone wish us success, and hope 
through us, their power to regain; but far from 
having friends they are themselves despised. Had 
we known this before, instead of the small force of 



Carlotta. ' 15 

Lorencez, we would have sent our Forey with his 
troops. The exiles, Miramon and Almonte, per- 
suaded us that Mexico would hail with joy the 
intervention of our arms. Saligny, even he, our 
own embassador, Almonte's friend, confirmed their 
words. {Impatiently.^ ' Let us review once more 
this Mexican affair. 

Thouvenel. 

Sire, when Forey entered the capital of Mex- 
ico, he changed at once the whole programme. 
Though he flattered the clergy, he put no trust 
in them ; he made friends, he dared not use. In 
accordance with your will, notables were assembled 
to determine the form of government, and then to 
vest the execution in three citizens. 

Napoleon. 
Who are the chosen persons ? 

Thouvenel. 

Generals Almonte and Salas ; Labastida, 

archbishop. 

Napoleon. 

Forey did well ; this trio will not fail to realize 
our plan. What next ? 

FOULD. 

Sire, a new loan is to be raised. 



16 Carlotta. 

Napoleon. 

This comes inopportune. The chambers will 
oppose, as ever they have done of late, and 
eagerly seek for new embarrassments. If possible 
at all, I wish this loan delayed. 

FOULD. 

The war in Mexico has already absorbed two 
hundred million francs, the decouverts increased 
about the same amount, while our resources are 
to their utmost strained. 

{^Enters a messenger with a dispatch^ 

Napoleon. 

{Afte?'- reading-.) 

Messieurs, the monarchy has been jjroclaimed 
in Mexico, and Maximilian chosen emperor. Will 
he accept ? 

TlIOUVENEL. 

'Tis very doubtful, Sire, though all the avenues 
that lead to his consent have carefully been paved. 
He scorns the lack of all legitimacy, and further- 
more, — and — and — 

Napoleon. 

Ah, I understand and shall attend to it. Now 
let the press herald good news from Mexico ; pros- 
pects encouraging; all provinces appeased ; finances 



Carlotta. 17 

flourishing, and our troops esteemed as saviours of 
the land. Should any journal dare to bring reports 
inimical to our policy, let it be quickly suppressed. 
A revoir. Messieurs. 

(^Ministers exeunt.) 

That constellation on the northern horizon does 
beam no friendly light on me ; my star grows pale 
by it, and soon will fade from sight. Thou Anglo- 
Saxon race I love thee not, but my affections all are 
centered in the Latin tribe, and I aspired to place 
once more the sceptre in its hand, with which it 
once did hold the world in awe. But thou, my 
noble France, alone thou art the living trunk; the 
branches of that tree have fallen in decay and now 
are nearly dead. Our opportunity is lost of inter- 
ference in American affairs. The North has since 
awoke, and with victorious arms will soon subdue 
the South. Then will a countless host of veterans 
swell Juarez' ranks, and our position then become 
untenable. If the archduke, Maximilian, accepts 
the proffered crown, I am relieved. Yet is the 
thought abhorrent to his pride to mount, by pop- 
ular vote, the throne, still more to take the crown 
of all the Montezuma's from my hand. But 
through Carlotta may we hope to gain that end. 
The Holy See, with benediction and with oil, will 
lend to her ambition wings that can all obstacles 
surmount. 



18 Carlotta. 



SCENE THIRD. 

{A mountainous region with a volcano in the dis- 
ta?zce. A chapel on the roadside. Two sappers 
repairing a bj^idge.) 

First Sapper. 

The zouaves have done quick work; all's quiet, 
no more firing. I bet my neck, the Mexicans are 
running now like deer before the hounds. 

Second Sapper. 

They are like mercury ; you put your fingers on 
— apart it goes, but soon unites again. 

[A detachment of FrencJi troops marches np luith 
martial music. ) 

Captain. 
Is the road clear, sergeant? 

Sapper, 

You can not pass this bridge ; the rascals broke 
it up right in the rear of our tirailleurs. It soon 
will be repaired. 



Carlotta. 19 

Captain. 

(^Commands ^ 

Stack arms! break ranks !— You seem to have 
hard times here, sergeant. 

Sapper. 

'Tis not so bad just now, though work enough 
is left, as the guerrillas never cease to block our 
roads. 

Captain. 

Have these banditti always been so troublesome? 

Sapper. 

A great deal worse 'ere we were reinforced. 
After we left the port of Vera Cruz, where we had 
lost so many from disease, we drove the enemy 
like sheep until we reached Puebla, where they 
were gathered in full force and strongly fortified. 
We tried to storm that place with all the bravery of 
true French veterans, but were repulsed, and then 
fell back. In Orizaba our troops entrenched them- 
selves. The Mexicans had burned all magazines 
in their retreat, and so provisions were only to be 
had from Vera Cruz. The transport from that 
place to Orizaba took about two weeks and more, 
each way, and strong detachments had to march 
along to fight the enemy. Our rations became 



20 Carlotta. 

small. The roads are bad enough when dry, but 
from the time of spring till fall it rains almost 
incessantly. The water from the heights in cata- 
racts pours down through the ravines ; the creeks 
become large streams and carry trees and rocks 
with thundering, deafening noise. Too large for 
their old beds, they overflow the roads, while all 
the valleys show the aspect of vast lakes. We 
sappers had to work without relief, to make the 
damage good, build bridges, and so on. Hallo ! 
there comes Jeanette, and just in time, as I am 
very dry. 

Jeanette. 
Here's my canteen, so help yourself. 

Sapper. 

There's nothing there, no single, warming drop. 
You foraged bad, Jeanette ! Have you forgot the 
sutler's trade in Mexico ? 

Jeanette. 

Not quite ; but where to get my stock ? In 
Africa, you know, in Italy, and in the Crimea, I 
always helped you out. But here in Mexico the 
people run away 'ere I am near, will neither give 
nor sell, but hide their goods too well. Up yonder 
there I spy some portly capuchins ; where ducks 



Carlotta. 21 

and geese appear, the water is not far, so these 
good monks are sure not distant from the wine. 
Adieu ! 

{Come hvo Sisters of Charity.) 

Captain. 

As apparitions from above I meet you, vener- 
able sisters, here again. In Solferino's hospital, 
where, through your tender care, my health re- 
turned, I saw you last. Accept once more my 
heartfelt thanks. But, may I ask, what brought 
you here, fatigued and yet afoot ? 

Sister Amanda. 

We were assigned for duty in Puebla's hospitals. 
The road up here is very steep, and so we left our 
coach, to lighten it for the poor mules. 

Captain. 
Always the same kind hearts ! 

{Spreadi?ig his mantle on a rock.) 

Here is an humble seat upon this barren rock 
until your coach arrives. 

( Two shots are fired by guerrillas from behind the 
rocks. One sapper drops down dead.) 

Tambour, alarm! 

{^Drummer beats alarm.) 



22 Cari.otta. 

Quick, form your ranks ; Lieutenant Blanc patrol 
these hills, while I advance here on the road. 
March ! march ! {Staggering^ What makes me 
feel so dizzy all at once ? My trembling hand can 
scarcely lift the sword, and everything is growing 
dark before my eyes ! 

A Soldier. 
Our noble captain, he is shot ! 

Sister Amanda. 

Friends, let him gently down here on this rock, 
where kindly he prepared a seat for us. Give 
him a little wine, Sister Eudynia! Now lean him 
slightly back against this sloping cliff. I fear, there 
is no hope. The lips are turning pale, his breath 

irregular and short ; the pulse now it is 

gone ! Poor, gallant officer ! 

{The chapel bell rmgs^) 

Song of the Capuchins : Ave Maria! Chorus of 
the Soldiers, Sisters joining : Ave Maria! 



ACT II. 

SCENE FIRST. 

[Hall in the Chateau of Miramar, decorated with 
Mexican, French, and Austrian flags. Mexi- 
can deputation, headed by Guiterez de Estrada, 
consisting of twenty persons^ 

EsTRADx\. 

Again, Your Highness, is reserved to me the 
honor to make known to you the wish of Mexico. 
The people, by an overwhehiiing vote, have 
chosen you for emperor, endorsing thus, in full, 
the choice made by the notables before. Your 
Highness promised your consent only in case the 
nation would manifest its will, so as to leave no 
doubt of its free vote. This has been given, with 
a full accord, for you, and thereupon this deputation 
has been sent to offer you the crown. We are 
convinced that, under your wise reign, the future 
of our country will be bright. As chosen emperor, 
I greet you now, the noble offspring of a dynasty 
whose motto is: ''Jiistice the foundation of empires.'' 



24 Carlotta. 

Our people, be assured, would welcome you most 
heartily with gratitude and love. 

Maximilian. 
Since by your vote you have made manifest 
your will, and the required guarantees are fur- 
nished by the Emperor of France, I solemnly 
accept the crown. Prince of that line, which, cen- 
turies ago, ruled over Mexico, I never shall betray 
the confidence which thus the people have reposed 
in me. 

Estrada. 
In the name of the Mexican nation, I thank 
your majesty for the acceptance of the crown. 

Maximilian. 
In the presence of the Almighty God, I swear 
upon this holy gospel, that it will always be my 
aim to make my people happy according to the 
best of my ability. I also promise to protect the 
liberties and independence of the country under 
all circumstances. 

Estrada. 

In the name of Mexico, I swear the oath of 
allegiance to your Majesty. 

Maximilian. 
It is our pleasure to affix the Grand Cross of 
the Mexican Order on your breast. 



Carlotta. 25 

All. 
Hail the Imperial Pair! 

Papal Nuncio. 

The Holy Father sends his congratulations first; 
then he invites your majesties to visit Rome, in 
order to receive his blessing there. His prayers 
rise incessantly to God, that you may be successful 
in your work, and all your thoughts embrace the 
nation's weal, that are so dear to him as faithful 
Catholics. Their rights are great; justice is due 
to them, but greater yet, and holier, the rights due 
to the church, the immaculate, eternal bride of 
Jesus Christ. 

Maximilian. 

We shall not fail to see His Holiness, feeling 
in need of his great grace. 

Papal Nuncio. 

Let us go to the chapel now, where a Te Deum 
will be sung to consecrate this great event. 

i^Chmige of Sce?iery.) 
( Chateau and park of Miramar.) 

Fritz. 
What now about my prophecies ? 



26 Caklotta. 

Antonio. 

Impertinently true they were. Bang! Bang! 
I'm nearly deafened by that cannonade. Themis, 
the French frigate, she had the biggest mouth. 

Fernando. 
The chateau's guns replied to the salutes of all 
the men of war. 

Gardener. 

Who ever would have thought of such a spec- 
tacle here on this peaceful spot. My roses shook 
their heads and lost their fragrant leaves. Poor 
children of my care, I have to leave you soon, and 
who will tend you then so carefully as I? My 
hands are full of work, as many of my pets I wish 
to take along. Homesick they will become, I fear, 
their rosy cheeks will soon grow pale, when far 
away from charming Italy. 

Antonio. 

Two flags, like twins, of different colors though, 
are floating in the breeze, high on the tower's top! 

Fernando. 

The Mexican, look there, gets tangled to its 
staff, while proud the eagle flies of our Austria! 



Carlo TT A. ^7 

Antonio. 
That foretells nothing good ; besides, I dreamed 
of goats. 

Fritz. 
There are enough of them in Mexico. But 
here my sweetheart comes. Lisette, why do'st 
thou hurry so? 

Lisette. 

[Carry mg a basket filled with frtiits.) 

Don't rob me of my time, it's measured short 
to me. We have to pack our trunks and soon 
must all depart. 

{Cries.) 
Fritz. 
Not so ; we both will stay behind. 

Lisette. 
I can not leave my mistress in these times. 
When she arrives in that far distant land, where 
every face she meets is new and strange to her, 
she will be glad to get a sight of me once more, 
though being only servant-girl, I am so far beneath 
her. 

Fritz. 
I do my work alike for farmers, knights, or 
kings, and not a particle weighs the whole differ- 
ence. Who cares for us? When we build up a 



28 Carlotta. 

home, no royal hand will lend us any aid. As tail 
on a large kite they drag us all along. I'd rather 
go in ways convenient to myself. The pest on all 
the yellow Mexicans! I would they had been 
drowned like cats before they ever reached the 
shore of Miramar. Stay here, Lisette ! 

LiSETTE. 

Our means united are but very small, while in 
the service of her majesty we are well paid. Go 
thou along with us ! A single year, or so, will 
offer us a chance to save some pennies for our 
future home. Don't look so gloomy, Fritz, thou 
mak'st these apples rot. Try this one here ! 

Fritz. 
Red cheeked, — not treacherous? — I bite! 

Lisette. 
Now wilt thou go with us? 

Fritz, 
Because I must. 

Antonio. 
Fritz knows America ; he has been there before. 

Gardener. 
What in the world induced him to g-o there? 



Carlotta. 29 

Antonio. 



Tell us, Fritz ! 



Fernando. 
Yes, I'd like to hear! 

Fritz. 

My tale is short. I whipped a nobleman, who 
tried to stain my sister's fame. With broken limbs 
they brought him back from where he came. The 
laws were never written by the poor, and so I had 
no wish to study their contents. Went to New 
York, worked hard to get along. Too much 
machinery. I hate all factories. 

Fernando. 
Are they no blessing for the human race ? 

Fritz. 

For the capitaHsts. Divide all work still more, 
make every man a slave, unfit for any thought or 
task conceived in his own brain, and he becomes, 
in time, part of the machine himself; — a nail, a 
screw, or wheel, old iron thrown on piles, when 
service wears him out. A blessing! Perhaps it 
will be so once in a future day, when laborers 
alone rule the machines. So I went South, worked 
on a farm, when the rebellion set the country all in 



30 Carlotta. 

blaze. In Texas I was pressed into the ranks of 
the Confederates, but as their cause had not m\- 
sympathy, I soon ran off and came to Mexico. 

Fernando, 
What kind of country is it any way ? 

Frttz. 
It's large enough to show a great variety of 
soil. Low lands, where sickness reigns, lean on 
the side of snowy mountain-chains, while sterile 
table land extends for many hundred miles. Vol- 
canoes are there too. 

LiSETTE. 

What kind of fruits are they ? 

Fritz. 
They are mountains, high or low, which some- 
times spit out flames of fire, or ashes, smoke or 
steam, just as it comes, even fish. 

Antonio. 
And cod-liver oil for love-sick people like thy- 
self? 

Gardener. 
What kind of people are the Mexicans ? 

Fritz. 
Ask first on what they live, and what they 
drink, then thou wilt know. 



Carlotta. 31 

Gardener. 

I can not see what food can have to do 'with 
character. 

Fritz. 

More than thou dream'st. Go to the states 
of North America, where everybody gets his full, 
square meal, and there is spunk and lively enter- 
prise, while the poor Mexican remains in lethargy. 
And pulque they drink, made of agave juice. 

Fernando. 
Is it a wine ? 

Fritz. 

Bless thy stomach whenever it gets in. It 
brought the chills on me. Pour a small bucket- 
full down into hell and all the devils will commence 
to shake. 

Gardener. 

Terrible that drink must be, indeed. What is 
the common food in Mexico? 

Fritz. 

They live on goats, and all like onions far too 
well. 



32 Carlotta. 



SCENE SECOND. 

{Same as in Act /, Scene Third. Mexican troops 
marcfmig along. Juarez and staff. ^ 

DOBLADO. 

So we are here again, but what a change ! 
When last we passed this road our breasts swelled 
high with hope, our troops elated with their vic- 
tories, and now? Hardly five hundred men we 
can review! 

Juarez. 

Never despair! 'Tis true, we lost the capital 

after Puebla fell, whose brave defense may comfort 

us for its great loss. Our forces are not drilled as 

well as those praetorians from the East, and our 

officers not as reliable \ if better led, our troops 

would prove, ni time, inferior to none. They know 

for what they fight as true republicans. But w^ho 

comes there? 

{Alfonso led by Gue?iita.) 

Alfonso. 
That bugle's sound I know; my friends are near! 

GUENITA. 

Slowly, Alfonso, mark well thou art still weak ; 
the wounded leg may swell again and cause thee 
pain. 



Carlotta. 33 

Juarez. 

There comes Alfonso, sure, whom we did leave 
behind with shattered leg, entrusted to the care of 
Mother Mitla's hands. He once did save my life, 
when hired bandits tried to cut it short. Captain ! 
Alfonso! Friend! How glad I am to see once 
more your honest face ! But tell me, what miracle 
has saved your life and limb? 

Alfonso. 
{^Pointing at Gueniia.) 

This friend nursed me for days and nights, and 
followed strictly the advice of Mitla, our sage, who 
has great knowledge of the art of surgery. Im- 
mersed for weeks in tepid water, the wound did 
well, the bones commenced to knit, and here I am 
to join my regiment. 

Juarez. 

You'd better not; your strength will fail, while 
here the kindest friends take care of you. 

Mitla. 

{^Appears from behind a rock.) 

You may as well command an avalanche to stop 
as this young man to keep from off" the field. He 
is a " Sun'' baptized for liberty. Then watch 

5 



34 Carlotta. 

Guenita's cheeks, whose roses paled away. A 
priestess of our faith, now she is lost for us. Al- 
fonso stole her heart. If she has failed to hold 
him here, who else could then ? 

Juarez. 
So let him take his course. 

MiTLA. 

i^To Guenita.) 

. Show these officers to their quarters ; they and 
their men need refreshment and rest. 

. {^Exewit Alfonso, Gitenita and Officers.) 

Juarez. 

Now we are unobserved, tell me, how stands 
the foe? 

MiTLA. 

Our spies report him in great force advancing 
farther north, but you are safe for now. Our 
guides will lead you o'er a mountain path, by 
which you can evade the French, and on the way 
you pass a hidden cave, where arms, and wine, and 
bread are stored away for you. To-day take a 
good rest with us ! How looks the future of our 
cause? 



Carlotta. 35 

Juarez. 

Bad, very bad, indeed. It's difficult to keep the 
remnant of the force beneath our flag. In scat- 
tered bands, and without discipHne, they carry on 
the war, and rob both friend and foe. 

MiTLA. 

Dark clouds may veil the sun a while, but finally 
his golden rays always break through. The enemy 
may spread himself far over Mexico, but never can 
it hold. Weak from the great extension of his 
lines, we keep him ever in alarm, attack him here 
and there, and if he concentrates, the territory falls 
again into our hands. 

Juarez. 

If every beating heart, that moves the fiery 
blood of our Mexicans, were as true as yours, no 
single foreign foe would ever dare to set a tramp- 
ing foot upon our shore. My soldiers are all 
vahant and true; they, my old Indian braves, 
marched through hot plains and fields, scorched 
by the burning sun, and left their bloody prints on 
mountains' icy tops; shoeless and without bread, 
they never made complaints. Our officers are 
otherwise ; proud of their Spanish blood, they only 
will command; obedience they hate. With great 
contempt upon the Indian they look; he is an 



36 Car LOT r A. 

ugly worm, that creeps through grass and groves, 
touched by no tender hand, trampled on by every 
foot. 

MiTLA. 

And yet the Indian comes from higher, nobler 
race, and ages since, he held a torch aloft, which 
beamed o'er all the world. When Cortez came 
with his blood-thirsty hordes, that golden age of 
intellect had long since passed away. It was their 
creed that proved so fatal to the old Aztecs, who 
held as race divine the Spanish conquerors, since 
they had come to them from regions of the rising 
sun. 

Juarez. 

Tradition tells us though, that the first teachers 
came from the far East to us. A man with white 
and tufted beard, of other race than theirs, appears 
therein amongst all nations of the West. The 
monuments and hieroglyphic signs give color to 
this myth, as they resemble much those of the 
Orient. 

MiTLA. 

Had our side of mother earth no suckling breast, 
was it so dry as not to yield a single cup of wis- 
dom's milk to nurse her children with? There are 
strong proofs, that here the light arose, from where 



Carlotta. 37 

it westward went, like our own sun. When we 
lost sight of it, and darkness came, the eastern 
nations marched on in higher culture, from where 
its warming beams returned to us. When in my 
early youth my parents died, a convent took me up 
in Yucatan. There an old priest, observing the 
delight I took in languages, instructed me in Greek, 
in Latin, Hebrew, also old Aztec parchments we 
read through. One of them says, that well-estab- 
lished states existed in the West, when in the 
Eastern world men lived in caves and woods, still 
wilder than the beasts, whose traces they pursued. 

Juarez. 

Remarkable it was, that Cortez, when he came, 
found cities, monuments, and other works of art, 
though there could ne'er have been communion 
with the East ; no vessel ventured out far on the 
boundless sea. 

MiTLA. 

For all there is strong proof that it was so 
Deep in the nation's heart tradition found its way 
from grey and olden times, that islands of large 
size, perhaps a continent, arched once from East 
to West the stormy, rolling sea. Our planet 
breathes slow, so centuries may pass before they 
reappear. Civilization is much older than you 



;:^8 Cari.otta. 

think. What we call history, remote antiquity, is 
all of modern date. The Greeks claim as their 
own what from the Nile they got ; from Babylon 
the Jews their creed obtained, and long ere the 
Exodus, the Decalogue was hewn deep in the 
hardest rocks. Ages had rolled away since culture 
reached its height, long ere these nations lived. 
That slandered serpent was the mentor of the 
world, sign of eternity, worshipped by all ; as 
Zodiac it moves still in the boundless skies! 

{Procession and so7ig of the Capnchms :) 

Veni Sancte Spiritus! 
Et emitte ccelitus 
Lucis tuae radium. 
Veni pater pauperum ! 
Veni dator munerum ! 
Veni lumen cordium ! 
Consolator optime, 
Dulcis hospes animse, 
Dulce refrigerium, 
Sine tuo lumine 
Nihil est in homine, 
Nihil est innoxium. 
O Lux beatissima! 
Reple cordis intima 
Tuorum fidelium! 



Carlo TTA. 39 

Juarez. 
What me^ns this sluggish song? In vain it 
seeks to fascinate my soul with fervent words, which 
once my heart enchained. There was a time when 
faith my reason veiled, ^nd, rose-bud like, the 
cheeks of hope in tender red appeared. Faith, 
hope, are gone, and love made room for hate, 
since by the treason of this very church our native 
land is ruled by foreign foes. Now that the pillars 
of my faith have crumbled into dust, my soul has 
naught but dismal ruins of her shattered creed to 
muse upon. 

MiTLA. 

I understand your feelings well, but still there 
is a balm, which you can find by us. 

Juarez. 

It were from bad to worse. I know there are 
some germs of ancient faith still kept alive since 
Montezuma's reign. The church has gained the 
Aztecs, not by love, but brutal force, and never it 
has found deep root in the Indian's heart. Yet 
without moral worth, of superstitions full, their 
faith is heathenish and bad. 

MiTLA. 

'Tis true, only the shade of former greatness 
gone, a mere relic, like the pipe of the red, savage 



40 Caklotta. 

man up farther north, who came much later than 
the Aztec race to this new world. The Tatar 
smokes his pipe towards the sun ; the northern 
Indian does the same, and both invoke that lumi- 
nary's aid. And can we not trust that pipe of 
peace far more, than all the oaths which christians 
swear upon their holy book? 

Juarez. 
And yet the Aztec rites were stained with 
human blood! 

MlTLA. 

'Tis true, alas, but were the Spanish priests 
averse to human blood? If every victim's sob 
could once again resound, the blood of martyrs 
flow anew, our ocean soon would lose its limpid 
ereen, its crimson waves be moved by horrid 
screams, while burning stakes send forth their rat- 
tling flames to fright the very devil from his ease ! 
When we return to our holy source, the shining 
sun, the stars, and the broad milky way, when 
their bright light enters our chilly heart, and 
clears its dusky chambers from our ghostly fears, 
— then the young buds of hope shoot forth once 
more, and bring us back the golden times of yore. 
The brilliant stars, which form our Southern Cross, 
the nations farther north had more than once en- 
joyed, as Sirius a rosier light sent forth, and with 



Carlotta. 41 

Orion's belt sank down on southern skies. Their 
priests were bound to watch the changing stars ; 
when rain would fall, the rivers swell, the proper 
time for sowing, they could tell. 

Such was their Holy See ! 
Watching that shining clock, unerring on the 
sky, the people worked and lived in perfect har- 
mony. Much later sprung the Moloch service up, 
when men presumed to reconcile their God, since 
oft his wrath laid waste their blooming fields, and 
from the marshy swamps arose black pestilence. 
The ancient faith was never soiled by blood, and 
still exists in spite of christian threats. You and 
' Alfonso, both, devoted to the Sun, baptized by 
Him, are our godsons now. Look at your left 
forearm ! 

J UAREZ, 

I see a fiery mole, which always has been there. 

MiTLA. 

Not always was it there; the Sun has burned It 
in through our sacred glass, and thus adopted you. 
Midsummer-day sets in, and our feast begins ; come 
you along and celebrate with us. 

{^Change of Scene?y.) 
(An ancieiit temple formed by a double stone circle ; 
an altar, of 07ie solid sto7te, in the center, show- 
ing a ring formed by the junction of head and 



42 Carlo TTA. 

tail of a serpent, and co7itaining hieroglyphic 
signs. In front, on the altar, stands a golden 
figure of the Su?i, with a crystal in the center. 
An abbot behind the altar .^ and twelve capuchins 
within the inner circle, twelve virgins, in long 
dark veils, within the outer circle. Comes fuarez 
led by Mitla and Alfonso by Gue^iita^) 

A Capuchin. 
Who comes there? 

MlTLA. 

We bring two children of the Sun. 

Capuchin. 
Have they the sign? 

Mitla. 
They have. 

Capuchin. 

Show me their arms! — The Sun is there, but 
who doth vouch for them? 

Mitt, a. 
I do. 

Capuchin. 

Then they can pass. But as our sacred, mys- 
teries are yet unknown to them, you have to lead 



Carlotta. 43 

them both outside the holy ground. From the 
deep shade of yonder oaks, whose glossy crowns 
now whisper secret tales of former times and love, 
they may observe the feast. 

Juarez. 
What means this mummery? I want to hear 
no mass! 

MiTLA. 

Be calm, Benito ! The church would to our 
order ne'er its sufferance give, hence the diguise. 
The convent o'er its priests protection throws, and 
we escape their watchful eyes; our humble huts 
they never deign to tread. Now follow us, and 
your objections all will fall away. 

{^Mitla and Guenita, returning, join their number^ 

Abbot. 

Is everything in order now, the temple well 
prepared ? 

Response. 
It is. 

Abbot. 

Doth nothing vulgar and unclean this sacred 
sphere profane? 



44 Carlotta. 

Response. 

Here there is naught profane, 

Our worship to disturb. 
Since all are joined by chain 

Of closest brotherhood. 

Abbot. 

How is it with the Zodiac, are all its servants 
here ? 

Response. 

There are twelve patriarchs on guard ; for ever)- 
sign stands one. 

Abbot. 

And is the circle side of us for service now 
prepared ? 

Response. 

Twelve virgins watch the other stars, while 
Mitla guards the moon. 

Abbot. 

So let us solemnize this day, 

As bade by ancient rite. 
Cast all your undue robes away 

And follow our light ! 



Carlotta. 45 

{^Cymbals mid tru7npets sound. The capuches and 
veils are suddenly thrown off. The Abbot ap- 
pears now as High Priest, with the ansate cross, 
the Capuchins as Priests of the Sun, in light 
blue robes trimmed with gold; the veiled females 
as Temple Virgins, in black with silver, each 
wearing a star on a diadem ; Mitla a crescent.) 

High Priest. 

Rolls oiir earth through space alone, 
No sisters 'round the Sun-God's throne ? 

Response. 

(yOf the temple virgins^ 

Since endless time, in boundless space, 
In countless hosts, distinct each face. 

High Priest. 

How do we know, that they are there, 
So far from us in other sphere? 

Response. 

It is their light, that shows us clear. 
That they exist, or far, or near. 

High Priest. 

Therefore they shall be our guide 
Through all the darkness of the night, 
The twinkling stars. The wand' ring moon 



46 Cari.otta. 

With her full face, is vanished soon, 
Till, when recalled by nightingale. 
Her sickle shines o'er hill and dale. 

{Three Sun-priests advance towards the altar.) 

The reign of our sign is ended, 

Bull, twins, and cancer, nearly gone ; 

The task, which was to us commended, 
With all delight is fairly done. 

[Three other pi^iests take the place of the former.^ 

The Sun runs onward high and higher, 
And soon begins the Lion's march, 

His splendid orb comes nigh and nigher 
The summit of his royal arch. 

Then soon he seeks the fairy virgin, 

Near by the equinoctial cross, 
Who shows at night her brilliant girding 

And ripens grain and fruits by force. 

High Priest. 

Is our earth prepared and waiting 
To meet her Lord again this year, 

When he, to celebrate his wedding. 
In all his splendor will appear? 



Carlotta. 47 



Chorus. 



Her velvet carpet of soft mosses 

Is fairly spread, and lilies white 
Lisp to the wild and fiery roses, 

Till Philomela wails to-night. 

High Priest. 

When mother earth in youthful slumber, 
Full misty dreams, in fog yet veiled, 

Still unknown to the countless number 
Of sister worlds, through heaven sailed. 

From out her trance she was awoken 

By a magnific flash of light, 
And, with great fear and terror stroken. 

She trembling changed her course to flight. 

A fiery eye was kindly beaming 

Upon her tender form above, 
In vain she strove, its light so gleaming 

Held her fast bound in ties of love. 

She blushed, then glowed, became incended, 
In flames she went her bridal way ; 

At last the Lord became offended 

With mother's close and chaste array. 



48 Carlotta. 

He tore the belt away, the golden. 

Which then the virgin's waist adorned, 
And flung it far from her, that molten, 

A giant ring was newly formed. 

Chorus. 

Since in the air, o'er seas and mountains, 
Sails without oars, and without mast, 

The silent moon, to reach the fountains 
Of mother's kind and nursing breast 

Without a spring, a lake, or ocean, 
She draws the tides onward to her, 

But warms them not in their commotion, 
Her dead-like face chills sea and air. 

No bird sings in her morning hours. 
No fish appears with glittering scales ; 

No air to breathe ; no fragrant flowers 

Can o-ive of life's sweet dream their tales. 



J5' 



But without rest our loving mother 
Breathes life in animals and plants ; 

Changing from low to higher order, 
Till last the man reflectinsf stands. 



*£> 



{The su?i, slowly ascending, has now j^eached his 
highest point, and by means of the holy crystal 
lights the offering.^ 



Carlotta. 49 



High Priest. 



Hail and glory, 
He is coming! 
Watch the ahar, 
Watch the Hght ! 

Chorus. 

Hail and glory, 

Clouds are rising, 
And the light will soon appear ! 
When the smoke is thus ascending, 
Then the fire must be near! 

Hi(;h Priest. 

Are we not here to meet our Master, 

To glance into his holy face ? 
Beat our hearts for joy not faster, 

In thankfulness for all his grace ? 

With kindness nursed on mother's bosom, 
We wait full joy for father's bliss, 

While every fruit and every blossom 
Grows fuller from his fiery kiss. 

'Tis not the fire we do worship. 
We must adore its source alone ; 

While life from there is always streaming, 
Cold death appears when it is gone. 

7 



50 Carlotta. 

Chorus. 

While life from there is always streaming, 
Cold death appears when it is gone. 

High Priesp. 

Who can understand the boundless 

And eternal universe? 
Who the stars, that roll in countless 

Numbers through their distant spheres ? 

All the Suns are sparkling jewels 

On the garment nature wears ; 
Life and death, and their renewals. 

Keep it always bright and fair. 

Chorus. 

Life and death, and their renewals, 
Keep it always bright and fair. 

{The flame appears on the altar.) 

High Priest. 

O mighty glowing Sun! 

In thy eternal run 

Thou call'st to life new-born. 

All hopes that were forlorn. 

Thou draw'st from out the sea 

The clouds, and fill'st with glee 



Carlotta. 51 

Our hearts, when from thy face 
The bow reflects thy grace. 

Holy source of light, 

Conqueror of night, 

Be ever our guide ! 

Chorus, 
Be ever our guide ! 

High Priest. 

Bring forward our novices ! 

[Juarez and Alfonso are led to the altar. ^ 

As godsons you have seen our services. The 
higher mysteries of our faith are veiled in parables 
from vulgar gaze. They all will be revealed to 
you. But answer first, if you will join our band ! 

Juarez and Alfonso. 

We will ! 

High Priest. 

In presence of this holy flame you have to 
pledge your word to render to our rules obedience 
strict, and never to reveal its secret rites. 

Juarez and Alfonso. 
We pledge our word ! 



52 Carlotta. 

High Priest. 
(^Handing a sword to each of fhem.) 
These swords are old relics. Juarez, yours is 
made of bronze, adorned with emblems of our sun ; 
its handle short, to fit the smaller Aztec hand. 
Alfonso, yours is not of earthly stuff; as meteor it 
came from worlds beyond our reach. Now cross 

the swords ! 

(^High Priest invokes the Stm^ 

Thou bright and mighty Sun, send down thy 
golden rays, and fill with love the hearts of these 
new servants of thy light! Let them be just to 
all, and only draw their swords for liberty and 
right ! 

{He lights his staff, which serves as a torch, on the 
fire of the altai'-, and all the priests do likeivise. 
After their torches are lit, they turn the light 
over to the Temple Virgins, who also light 
their flambeaux.) 

The holy rounds we now will march, 
To symbolize the heaven's arch. 

{The High Priest remains in the center, zvhile 
priests and priestesses march around the altar 
i7i opposite directions^ 

Chorus. 

Guard the light, see that it burns, 
Till our holy Lord returns. 



Carlo TTA. 53 



SCENE THIRD. 

{Hall in the Palace of Mexico. Maximilian and 
Caidotta ivith attenda7its .^ 

Maximilian. 

Our cordial reception here has deeply touched 
our hearts, but all these festivals must have an end, 
as questions of moment vast demand our earnest 
thought. My cabinet is formed, and every member 
will, I trust, assist me in the attainment of my aim, 
the glory and prosperity of Mexico. 

{Enter Bazaine and staff.) 

Bazaine. 

The Emperor of France, my august sovereign, 
since he has brought to fall the reign of anarchy in 
Mexico, has honored me with the command of all 
his forces here, whose bravery has o'ercome the 
enemy wherever he was found. I now take leave 
to follow up the scattered hostile bands, and crush 
the remnant force of the republicans in districts 
more remote. The campaign will, of course, de- 
mand my presence there. 

Maximilian. 

We welcome you as envoy of our friend, the 
Emperor of France, and as victor laurel-crowned in 



54 Carlotta. 

battles on four continents. If on your breast, so 
full of foreign decorations, there yet is place, we'd 
add thereto one of our Mexico. (^Attaches an order 
on Bazaine s breast?) My troops will take the field 
with yours, and share with them the dangers and 
triumph. My office is not war, but I desire to 
reconcile all those, whose party feud entails upon 
the land deep misery, and so to end the civil wars. 
To designate the course all patriots should pursue, I 
do proclaim herewith full amnesty. My reign only 
begins, so I am not prepared to give instructions 
now, but my sincerest wish it is that grace and 
lenity be shown the conquered foe. 

Bazaine. 
I shall remember all your words. 

Maximilian. 
Success to you, and safe return ! 

Bazaine. 
( Towards his adjtctants.) 
Instructions! How! — from him! — and foolish 

lenity! — Ha, ha! 

{Exeunt.) 

{Enter the ArcJibishop of Mexico ivith other digni- 
taries of the ch7irch.) 

Archbishop. 
My blessing first on the Imperial Pair! 



Carlotta. 55 

Carlotta. 

With deep devotion and with gratitude your 
benediction we receive. 

Archbishop. 

Sire, our holy church has long been in distress 
in Mexico. Once rich and powerful, her divine 
laws obeyed, she was the strongest pillar of the 
throne, and peace and order reigned o'er this vast 
land. As soon as the respect the church demands 
was gone, the civil power lost all its authority ; war 
followed war. In spite of all protests the rulers 
wrenched our old domains from us, and sold them 
to the laity. The church expects that your Majesty- 
will redress our grievances, and nullify these sales, 
so that she can regain her former strength and 
influence. Your Majesty's assistance is also asked 
for those worthy priests, whose income is with- 
held, and who can officiate no more, as all their 
sacred vessels have been robbed by ruthless hands. 
(^PointiJig to some portly monks ^ These friars come 
for help from far and near, all destitute, and almost 
starved. Their convents have been seized for bar- 
racks, or set on fire. They ask support until your 
government can all rebuild. 

Maximilian. 
Help and protection shall henceforth be theirs. 



56 Carlotta. 

Carlotta. 

Asylums, convents, hospitals and other insti- 
tutes designed for charity, I shall visit, and assure 
them of my care. 

Archbishop. 

This is of minor worth as long as our patrimony 
is withheld by profane hands. Once more I must 
repeat my just demands. 

Maximilian. 

The lands the church once owned were sold by 
popular will ; my reign, not absolute, can not 
ignore this fact. Since our earliest youth we have 
been taug^ht to reverence the church. Her sacred 
rules and laws are earnestly observed by both ot 
us, but not the church alone, the state has also 
rights. To draw the proper lines, to harmonize 
them both, my cabinet will soon the proper means 
devise. Besides, the Papal Nuncio will soon arrive 
with full instructions from the Holy See. 

Archbishop, 

As God rules all, beyond the flow of time, 
So stands His holy church above the state 
sublime ! 

Enter four Mexican guerrilla chiefs.^ 



Carlotta. 57 

First Chief. 

True patriots we shed our blood for you, and 
our victories were numberless and great. As we 
have sacrificed all that we had, our present situa- 
tion needs relief. So humbly we call on your 
Majesty to commission us as officers. 

Maximilian. 
Your names and rank ? 

First Chief. 

Don Gasparino de Gritador; general de caval- 
leria. 

Second Chief. 

Don Bartolo de Chincholor; jefe de los car- 
abineros. 

Third Chief. 

Don Sancho Debullador de Ostras y Conventos ; 
jefe de Artilleria. 

Fourth Chief. 
Don Filipe de Plumero; mayor de infanteria. . 

Maximilian. 

In what engagements have you been, and under 
whose command? 



58 Caklotta. 

First Chief. 

We stood under the command of General Mar- 
quez, once under Miramon ; fought nearly every 
day, and whipped the French. 

Second Chief. 
No, the Juarists we slew. 

Third Chief. 
No, the Imperialists. 

Fourth Chief. 
We whipped them all. 

{They commence to quarrel amongst themselves, and- 
draiv their daggers.^ 

First Chief. 

You lie, you miserable dogs, forgetful where 
you are! Did we not all fight the Republicans? 
Who will deny what I just said? The Juarists we 
whipped, and not the French. 

Imperial x'\djutant. 

( To the guards^ 

Arrest these men ! Banditti they look far more 
like than honest officers. 



Carlotta. 59 

Maximilian. 

I grant them liberty. Wherever they have 
served before my reign began, I will not ask. 
Their manners must be changed by proper disci- 
pline. {To the partisans?) Bring references first 
as to your character and your abilities ; if good, 
commissions shall be yours. 

Fourth Chief. 

We shall not fail to bring as man}^ written 
sheets as paper is turned out from a whole ton 
of rags ! 

All. . 

Viva el Imperador! 

{Exeunt^ 

{^Enter a French officer with a deputation of Aztecs, 
Mitla and Gueitita amo^ig them?) 

Officer. 

At the request of these Aztecs, descendants of 
a race, which centuries ago ruled over Mexico, I 
bring them into your Majesty's presence, that they 
may homage pay. 

{^He forces them to kiieel, but Mitla and Guenita 
resist ?j 



60 Carlotta. 

MiTLA. 

For many years gone by no bright and happy 
day has ever shone on us. As on the horizon the 
rainbow's double arch, so casts your royal pair 
upon us rays of hope. May you accept these 
fruits as token of our confidence. 

Maximilian. 

With thanks I take your welcome gift, the hard- 
earned product of your industry. No class stands 
higher in my full esteem, than that of true and 
honest laborers. 

GUENITA. 

{To Carlotta^ 
Receive this dove from us as sign of peace. 

( Cai'lotta accepts the gift with some hesitation.) 

MiTLA. 

An eagle may despise a pigeon's nest, 

A flight of doves still can his course arrest ! 

{^Exeunt.^ 

(^Maximilian and Carlotta alone.) 

Maximilian. 

In vain thou triest to hide the tear from me, 
that trembling moves between the lashes of thine 
eye. What troubles so thy mind ? 



Carlotta. 61 

Carlotta. 
O these impressions all, they are so new ! The 
people are so strange, more so than I supposed. 
Think of these officers, and of the Indians. Didst 
thou observe how fierce that Aztec woman looked 
when she withdrew? Like daggers pierced her 
eyes into my very soul. I thought of our little 
court in Miramar, where every smiling face re- 
flected naught but love; of our midnight walks 
through park and lanes, when the full moon diffused 
her quiet tender light ; of our rides far into Adria, 
the rudder held by thy experienced hands. 

Maximilian. 
The days of Miramar, they are bygone 
Since we ascended Montezuma's throne ; 
The duties thus assumed will mark the ways 
We have to go in all the coming days. 
Comparing the events of now and of the past, 
Will never bring us peace, but trouble our rest. 
Ye rosy dreams of yore, ye sails of memory. 
Destroyed ye will not reach the shores of Italy! 



ACT III. 

SCENE FIRST. 

{Hail in tJie Palace of Mexico. 

Carlotta. and atte7idants i) 

Carlotta. 

Since the departure of His Majesty to inform 
himself of the condition of the provinces, the reins 
of government have been in my weak hands. 
While he increases day by day in strength, con- 
current with his vast designs, I now feel but too 
well, how insufficient is my strength for this great 
task. There may be wisdom in my counsels, as 
their adoption by the emperor well would argue, 
but now I do perceive that thought and deed may 
not always conjoin. Henceforth the sphere of my 
activity shall only works of charity comprise, and 
the instruction of our youth. The tender hearts 
of children are so easily impressed, and thus, 
through them, we mould our future state. ( To her 
attendants?) Now to San Andres hospital without 
delay we will proceed. 

{Exeunt i) 



Carlotta. - 63 

[Enter Maximilian and membej^s of his cabinet^ 

Maximilian. 

No question of so great import does now our 
minds engage as that, which church and state 
divides. The title to all lands, which once the 
church in mortmain held, is now by her reclaimed, 
so that from fear of useless toil the peasant 
does not till the soil. The Papal Nuncio is here, 
but all approach by us he does evade. The em- 
press even tried to move this sphinx, but all in vain. 
He promised us his presence here to-day. Our 
conference will, I hope, promote the end we have 
in view. 

[Enter Papal Nuncio^ 

Papal Nuncio. 
Peace be with you ! 

Maximilian. 

The deep devotion that we owe the Holy See 
doth make your presence doubly welcome here. 
The prestige of our holy church is not what it 
should be in Mexico. Before Our reign began the 
church had been deprived of her domains by hostile 
hands. The present owners of the land were not 
privies to the deed, but rights deduce from bona 
fide sale, while now the church insists upon her 
title to the same. This conflict still does rage. 



64 Car LOT T A. 

religion loses ground, the church her influence. To 
end this state of things, and to promote a better 
understanding 'twixt state and church, has been the 
object of our earnest thought. As Monsignore is 
well informed of our designs, we would be pleased 
to hear what your instructions are. 

Papal Nuncio. 
No single point of all your propositions, Sire, I 
can discuss. 

Maximilian. 
Your reasons, Monsignore, if you please ? 

Papal Nuncio. 
Want of instructions. Sire. 

Maximilian. 
No instructions ! 

Papal Nuncio. 
I should state that I have but one, namely, 
rendition of all property the church once owned. 

Maximilian. 
So let the church take care then of herself! 
{To Escudero.) You will design the proper laws 
embodying our views, to be enacted at once. The 
exercise of all religions shall be free, Catholicism 
though, remains religion of the state. 



Carlotta. 65 

Papal Nuncio. 
I protest! 

Maximilian. 

The clergy to be paid by the government. All 
taxes for the church shall be abolished, the sacra- 
ments shall be administered free to all. 

Papal Nuncio. 
I — I — I protest ! 

Maximilian. 

All sales of church domains shall be revised ; if 
honestly obtained, their title recognized. 

Papal Nuncio. 

Sire, allow me to withdraw. No longer can I 
be a witness of this scheme to insult our church. 

{Exit.) 

Maximilian. 
How are the schools we lately organized? 

ESCUDERO. 

The clergy is opposed to them, therefore their 
progress slow. 

Maximilian. 

Compulsory their attendance shall be made. 
How are the mines, the roads, and trade ? 

9 



66 Carlotta. 

Pazuela. 

The mines are yielding well, trade is becoming 
brisk, while since the last six months the roads are 
much improved. 

Maximilian. ♦ 

How is the state of our army now? 

Peza. 

The discipline of the imperial troops is good, 
and in the field they show great bravery. But, 
Sire, dark rumors are afloat that France intends 
her army to recall. . 

Maximilian. 

That is impossible before our national troops 
are fully organized. Napoleon, my friend, can not 
and will not break the treaty we have made. x\s 
now the cause of the republicans is lost, their gov- 
ernment dissolved, no reason can exist for further 
strife. Yet still in bands they carry on the war, 
making the land unsafe. When taken prisoners 
and paroled, they still keep in communion with 
their former gangs. Indulgence is here crime ; so 
I decree that swift punishment be meted out to 
all these lawless men. If caught, let them be 
straight court-martialed, and if convicted, shot, but 
if in arms, engaging our troops, let instant death be 



Carj,otta. 67 

their just lot. I strove to gain my end by love 

and grace, but failed; henceforth I'll try the use 
of sword and blood ! 



SCENE SECOND. 

(yThtmder storm. Mitla ringing the chapel bell.) 

MiTLA. 

I must cease; the sound of this small bell is 
lost in the wild storm. For all there comes a 
lonely wayfarer. The herald of good news walks 

not with such slow steps. Guenita, dear, what 

brings you back to us? 

Guenita. 
This sword will tell you all ! 

Mitla. 
Alfonso's sword ! Alive he parted not with it. 
Where did he sink in mother's close embrace ? 

Guenita. 
Near Queretaro's fields. While I did nurse our 
sick, Alfonso left the camp with a small squad of 
men, the country to patrol. But soon his horse 
came back with flying mane, no rider on, while 
blood ran freely from his saddle down, and tinged 
with red the thick, white foam. Mounting the 
steed, I reached the battle-ground, where friend 



68 Carlotta. 

and foe lay still now side by side. Alfonso's sword 
I found, but not himself. Two of his men and he, 
shot through the hip, were taken prisoners. The 
enemy prepared to shoot them all. I pleaded for 
their lives ; in vain I kneeled. The captain said, 
by an imperial decree all prisoners in arms must 
suffer instant death. A volley, and blue smoke, 
then all was past. I buried my friends, but swore 
revenge. The capital I reached, but not the 
emperor ; his guards watched him too well. Mitla, 
you know all plants, which flourish here, some of 
them poisonous. Their healing properties you've 
studied well ; but now give me a fruit, a root, or 
leaf, whose sap will mix unheeded with the blood, 
and creep like winter's frost still throught the heat- 
ing lungs. I want revenge ! 

Mitla. 
No word like this you heard from us, 
But passion has your reason veiled. 
Alfonso died ; his country mourns, 
Whose freedom in the balance lies. 

May yet so high the price appear, 
It can not come its value near. 

Who never yields to' joy or pain, 
Nor love, nor hate, nor anger bears. 
Who free from passion always stays, 
?Ie only wanders wisdom's ways. 



Carlotiw. B9 

But he that has no self-command, 
Ilhision's slave, weak-minded stands, 
Is like a ship that helpless rolls, 
When free the storm its wings unfolds. 

There is no end in Universe, 
No end in space, no end in time. 
But all that lives must pass away, 
For life is only ocean's spray. 

The force in us builds every day, 
And new again, our life's decay; 
The world's great force, its architect, 
No mortal eye could e'er detect ; 

But he that drinks on nature's breast. 
And not by fear or hope biased, 
Becomes from passion free and clear, 
And feels His spirit strong and near. 

Since from the East an eagle came, 
To prey on us as welcome game, 
We dare not cease to use our right, 
To conquer him in open fight. 

That eagle bears a double head ; 
The one that acts is only led ; 
But poison must not be employed, 
In open field be he destroyed. 



70 Carlotta. 

Guenita, dear, join us once more, 
And be devoted as before; 
Watch you the altar's holy Hght, 
While I observe the stars to-night. 

{^Enters the chapel.^ 

Guenita. 

When rocks and mountains shake, the thunder 
rolls, and tidal waves heave up the raging sea, who 
can command their violent course to stop? But 
here, deep in my heart, there roars a greater storm ! 
You pale-faced race, with blue and watery eyes, 
what can your passions move ? You murder in 
cold blood, and then kneel down for grace ! O, 
Mitla, all your words are sadly lost on me! " Come 
gently back to us, be wise, from passion free, and 
bear your fate with grateful, smiling face!" — while 
endless care and pain with deepest anguish fill my 
soul ! There is another code, not hewn in stone, 
nor written on old rolls, beyond the reach of ser- 
pent and of cross, — 'tis nature's loud clear voice, 
which cries revenge! But ha! Mitla is right; the 
empress is the planning head, not he ; how proud 
she looked, when with contempt she took the 
offered dove of peace. This dagger here will 
reach her hateful breast, and that small spot 
whence the red stream of life is swiftly moved. 
But death so quick would be no punishment. It 



Carlot7^a. 71 

must come slow, and, like a worm that bores his 
hardened head deep through the bark of trees into 
the nursing sap, so quiet and so sure must the de- 
struction work, till the bright flashes of her brain 
and all the buds of hope are dead and gone. Now 
I just think of one ! O quiet, sailing moon, how 
many loving hearts thy sickle cuts in twain ! Assist 
me now to find the plant, that suits my raging hate! 
Ha, there is one in bloom! Its juice? No! for it 
destroys too quick. But Mitla warned us even of 
its breath, when all the flowers ope their snow- 
white bells, and with blood-stained spots they are 
adorned. A deep-drawn breath, — the fragrant 
scent inhaled — charms our senses all. But by 
degrees the memory decays, while trembling fear 
creeps in its vacant place. [She digs a plant out 
with her dagger.) Like cancer, with its roots, I 
take thee out from here with all the food and 
moisture of the soil. Be swift, my feet, and thou, 
true viper of the plants, deny thy nature not ! My 
thanks, bright moon! Before thy shining light 
climbs up once more, Alfonso is revenged ! 

{Exit.) 

( Comes an officer in the imiforni of the United States, 
who meets a?i officer wearing the grey regimen- 
tals of the Confederate States.) 

Federal Officer. 
Halt, rebel; draw your sword! 



72 Carlotta. 

Confederate Officer. 
You northern hireling! 

{They fight) 

{Come General Escobedo and sta^ .) 

Escobedu. 
Peace here! When on your native soil fight 
out your former feud. I ought to put you both 
under arrest, but for your gallantry I will refrain 
this time. You North Americans have taught our 
troops to fight, to stand the fire well. I leave you 
now, but warn you to keep peace ! 

{Exeujit.) 

Confederate Officer. 
Is this not Captain Smith? 

Federal Officer. 
It is, and you? — Major Hellstone, I think. 

Confederate Officer. 
I am, and friends we were before that devilish 
war broke out. In Cerro-Gordo and in Churubusco 
we followed the same flag, which in triumph waved 
over Mexico. 

Federal Officer. 
What caused you then to go with the Con- 
federacy ? 



Carlotta. 73 

Confederate Officer. 
My state had joined that cause. She asked 
her sons for help, and, right or wrong, I answered 
to her call. The war once at an end, I went to 
Mexico, I could not bear to see grow up a mon- 
archy so close to my own home. 

Federal Officer. 
Give me your hand ! My feelings are the same, 
and led me to Juarez' camp. You have not ceased 
to feel as an American. When once the time 
arrives, this land will fall like a ripe apple into our 
lap. 

Confederate Officer. 
And when we meet again our parole shall then 
be — Monroe. 

Federal Officer. 
Monroe ! 

Confederate Officer. 
Once more I hope to see our flag tioat over 
Mexico. 

Federal Officer. 
( Opens his vest and brings out the stars and stripes.) 
Here it rests safe, as long as my heart beats loud, 
Once still and cold, this flag shall be its shroud. 

(^Fastens the flag on his sword.) 

Duet: "O Columbia, the gem of the ocean," etc. 



74 Carlotta. 

SCENE THIRD. 
(^Carlotta and attendants.^ 

Carlotta. 

( Writing ; sudde7dy throws the pen away?) 

It will not do; too crowded are my thoughts, 
too wandering" to meet the clear and sober mind of 
wise King Leopold. 

{^Enters the Archbishop.) 

Archbishop. 
My benediction on your Majesty! 

Carlotta. 

Most reverend Sir, with deep emotion I receive 
you here. 

Archbishop. 

It has pleased his Majesty, the Emperor, to 
introduce a new system of schools, and even your 
Majesty has deigned to manifest an interest therein. 

Carlotta. 

Indeed I do; with pleasure I observe their good 
results. 



Carlotta. 75 

Archbishop. 

Still they are dangerous. When ignorant, the 
people can be ruled with ease ; enlighten them, and 
all control is lost, the spirit of insubordination will 
prevail. 

Carlotta. 

In Europe schools are flourishing in many states. 
While industry and wealth have gained, our holy 
church has nothing lost by them. 

Archbishop. 

Is wealth alone the aim of life? Can knowl- 
edge form a character like faith? 

Carlotta. 

Religion dwells within the human heart, its holy 
sphere can never be disturbed by culture of the 
mind. 

Archbishop. 

The shepherd must know best what food his 
flock requires; it can not be the same for every 
stock and clime. The Indian race predominates in 
Mexico ; only one-eighth of all the people are of 
Caucasian blood. The former till the soil, con- 
tented with their lot as faithful members of our 
fold, but still their creed is mixed with many relics 



76 Carlotta. 

of old paganism. Of superstitions full, this people 
may become quite dangerous with time. It is well 
known to us that there are secret sects that hold, 
secluded from the eyes of men, their ancient pagan 
feasts. Instruct this race, and ere long they all 
will raise their heads. The Aztec manuscripts may 
then be read, and they will creep like snakes from 
out the dust to choke us all to death. 

Carlotta. 

My views are not so dark ; enlighten the good 
people and they will drop their former heresies. 
Their history is dead. 

Archbishop. 

Dead as a volcano. Was Ceboruco not believed 
extinct, as since historic times it was quite still, 
when suddenly a new eruption made it manifest, 
that this volcano was not dead, but only slept? 
Once more I recommend the closing of these 
worldly schools. 

{Exit.) 

{Enters a court-lady.) 

Court-Lady. 

An Indian girl begs audience of your Majesty. 
She claims to bring a rare wild plant. 



Carlotta. 77 

Carlotta. 



She may enter. 



{^Enters G^ienita.^ 



GUENITA. 



Will your Majesty all graciously accept this 
plant. It rarely blooms and is but seldom found. 
I took it out with all the roots, and kept the light 
from it, to save its fragrance sweet. An Indian 
legend is connected with this plant. 

Carlotta. 

I thank you for your gift, and would be pleased 
to hear your tale. All links that bind the present 
with the past excite my interest. 

GUENITA. 

Long ere the Spaniards came, there lived not 
far from here Abelo and Tlema, both in the heyday 
of their youth. Their souls seemed one, their 
thoughts the same; like sun and moon they 
glanced into each other's eyes. They toiled with 
great delight, and turned a wilderness into a para- 
dise. Far-spread the golden grain waved under a 
light breeze, while juicy fruits bent down the 
branches of the trees. Where once the panther 
roamed, there well-tamed herds and flocks were 
pasturing in peace. But fate will ever change. A 



78 Car r. or 'J' A. 

princely pair of Inca race invaded our land, and 
on a hunting tour came to that happy spot. Their 
blood-hounds ran ahead, tore and destroyed the 
flocks. Abelo killed the dogs. The princess 
foamed with rage ; dipping her arrow's point into a 
flask ot venom full, she gave it to the prince, who 
shot it quickly off, and pierced Abelo's breast. 
Tlema pulled out the dart, when freely blood and 
foam rushed from the mortal wound. The princess 
gathered then a bunch of fragrant plants, whose 
snow-white bells were filled with Abelo's poisoned 
blood. "As trophy you shall serve," she scorn- 
fully cried out, and so both went their way. But 
soon the sun began to lose his shining gold — the 
disk was no longer round — a sullen hue spread 
darkening o'er the land. The arrow in her hand, 
Tlema invoked the sun : Thou only witness of this 
cruel deed, revenge this blood, which dare not cry 
to thee in vain! — and then, in deep despair, she 
thrust the bloody shaft into her broken heart. 

Carlotta. 
This is a doleful tale, but still go on. 

GUENITA. 

Still darker grew the day, the stars appeared, a 
silver ring sent down some feeble rays, and then 
the sun began to weep large, bloody tears. The 



Carlo TTA. 79 

little flower bells commenced to ring, and never 
ceased revenge to cry. The sun cast down his 
baleful shade — the legend saith — into the very 
soul of that proud Inca maid, whose mind, like 
planks without a destiny, drifted as wreck on waves 
of memory. 

Carlotta. 
There are some other things that can unhinge 
the mind! 

GUENITA. 

Your Majesty can see the scarlet spots of blood. 

Carlotta. 

How sweet these flowers smell ; but verily they 
look as were they sprinkled with fresh blood. 

{Ske inhales the fragrance with repeated deep in- 
spirations?) 

What rings so in my ears like thousand little 
bells? — ^ How dizzy do I feel ! 

{Grows pale and faints^ 

Guenita. 

These are the proper signs ! 

i^Slie rises up to her fidl length.) 
Revenge! Revenge! Alfonso is revenged ! 

{Hurries off.) 



80 Carlotta. 

Attendants. 

The empress is sick! She is dying! Help, 

help ! 

{^Enters Maximilian)^ 

Maximilian. 
What mean your cruel words? How heavy is 
the air ! Open the windows quick ; let a full draft 
come in ! Summon the doctor ; let him come at 
once ! 

Carlotta. 
i^Reviving.) 
No, no ! O let us be alone, I need no further 

aid. 

(^Attendants exeunt.) 

Maximilian. 
Thou art so pale, thy hands are cold, what is 
the matter, pray ? 

Carlotta. 

I lelt so dizzy all at once ; these flowers have 
o'erpowered me with their strong scent. 

Maximilian. 

They fill the room with fragrancy too strong for 
feeble nerves. 

{Throws them out of the window^ 
Thy color has returned, how much I felt alarmed ! 



Carlotta. 81 

Carlotta. 

It is now past; but I despair when I reflect on 
state-affairs. The clergy frowns upon our cause ; 
the Archbishop complains about the schools, the 
Papal Nuncio is ready to depart. 

Maximilian. 

When saints once childish grow, the time has 
come for devils to cut rods ! 

Carlotta. 

The cabinet in Washington is utterly opposed 
to us. Their hostile attitude grows more and more 
pronounced. Bazaine and all French troops will 
be recalled ; a host of Northern men will then the 
rebels join. 

Maximilian, 

I am informed of it. O happy day when Bazaine 
leaves our shores ! My orders and decrees he 
utterly ignores ; I can no longer bear his arbitrary 
acts. Our native troops must be increased, in 
order to replace the French. 

Carlotta. 

Do not rely too much upon their loyalty ! — These 
gloomy prospects filled my mind with fear; I 



82 Cari.otta. 

opened to our holy virgin all my heart, and felt 
consoled when her mild eyes glanced down on me 
like stars; — but suddenly her divine look was 
changed ; another face stared now at me full scorn. 
In Yucatan I saw a statue once of pagan times, 
which held a child at breast with broken arms, the 
face — it was the same. Again I met that fearful 
vision, — where? — It was that Aztec girl that 
offered me a dove, and brought to-day these fra- 
grant flowers here. 

Maximilian. 

Carlotta, thou art sick. I'll summon thy phy- 
sician. 

Carlotta. 

I wish his presence not. A statesman would 
prescribe a better remedy than all physician's wit. 
There are some ill-bred tongues whistling bad 
melodies to European ears. I shall reveal the 
truth ; Napoleon will then his army not withdraw ; 
the Pope will not withhold his former love from us. 
As Pontiff, he alone can build a bridge between the 
church and state. In no one do I trust; in person 
I shall go. Events are marching fast, and to keep 
pace with them, I shall embark on the first ship for 
Saint-Nazaire. 



Caklotta. 83 

Maximilian. 
Thy purpose is congenial to thy soul : Its great- 
ness is above all measurement. But can thy tender 
body second thy great mind? — I fear its strength 
will prove inadequate. 

Carlotta. 
To gain my ends all fibres will be strained. 
Meanwhile I will withdraw. 

{Exit:) 
Maximilian. 
Farewell, my dear and noble wife ! Thou wilt 
depart, and hope embarks with thee. Saint Peter's 
rock is hard ; nor love nor tears can move its fossil 
heart. Carlotta's hopes find there no anchorage. 
The Paris court regards its interests alone, and 
cares not for an ally's rights or throne. Still let 
her go ; — she will be far and safe when here the 
end begins. 

Breakers ahead, and tempest tossed, 
I hold the helm till all is lost! 



SCENE FOURTH. 

{Plaza de Armas in the City of Mexico.) 

Archbishop. 
So Monsignore will leave us soon? 



84 Cari.otta. 

Papal Nuncio. 
My mission is fulfilled. 

Archbishop. 

The Emperor will not yield, he has a stubborn 
will. 

Papal Nuncio. 
To put him on the throne was a mistake. 

Archbishop. 

Who could foresee his acts, his iron energy? — 
What has been done must be undone ; his popu- 
larity is gaining- fast. 

Papal Nuncio. 

What course can be pursued? — Both parties are 
opposed to us, Juarez our arch-foe. 

Archbishop. 

Juarez' reign, should he succeed, would prove 
but very short, as he could not resist the coming 
anarchy. Our party then may grasp the reins of 
power. 

Papal Nuncio. 

The attainment of this end were worthy object 
of our zeal. 



Carlotta. 85 

Archbishop. 
{Stretching out and withd7' awing his hand.) 
The church withdraws her aid as I withdraw 
my hand. 

{Co77ie sevei^al Friars. The A^rhbishop whispers 
something i7i their ea7's, ivhereupon they nod and 
leave.) 

Archbishop. 
Our tools are sharp and quite reliable ! 

(^Exeunt.) 

( Come Fernando, Antonio, Gardener, Fritz and 
Lisette.) 

Fritz. 
I venture you drank Pulque to-day. 

Antonio. 
We did not, why? 

Fritz. 

You all look as ashy as a fasting day. What 
has been going on ? 

Fernando. 

Nothing much; homesick we are, longing for 
Miramar. 



86 Carlu-j"J'a. 

LiSETTE. 

This country suits me not, the people I don't 
like. Three weeks ago I gave my washing out; 
waiting for its return, I met to-day the laundress 
on the street wearing my finest dress. 

Antonio. 

The people are so full of tricks; their faults 
inherited. .> 

Fritz. 
Yes, like sterility. 

Gardener. 

My roses lost their healthy, fiery look; they 
miss the song of our nightingales. 

LiSETTE. ^ 

To-day it is my turn to prophesy. 

Fernando. 
Bring out thy best ! 

LiSETTE. 

Within three days we leave for Miramar. 



Carlotta. 87 

Antonio. 
With the whole court? 

LiSETTE. 

No ; the Empress sails for France, and goes to 
Italy. 

Fritz. 

Hurrah, that is the word! How didst thou 
find it out? 

LiSETTE. 

Key-holes are handy things for lurking ears to 
use. Her Majesty appeared downcast. 

Fernando. 

Something is wrong since that great animal, 
the Nuncio, arrived. 

Gardener. 
He was received with honors like a king. 

Antonio. 

And piles of money he received from ^ our 
Emperor. 

Fernando. 
His face appears like stone. 



88 Carlotta. 

LiSETTE. 

Like dirty kettlestone. He never in his life 
could make his mother smile ; he's fond of nobody. 

Fritz. 
But onions does he like. 

{^Lisette, leaving in another direction, meets a Friar?) 

LiSETTE. 

iyKissing his hand.) 
Praised be the Lord! 

Friar. 
Now and iorever ! 
So let me feel whether your heart is right. 

{^Embraces her.) 

LiSETTE. 

You reeling ghost of an old elephant, find out 
then that my hand beats stronger than my heart! 

(^Beats him.) 

Friar. 
How shameful to insult a servant of the church ! 



Carlotta. 89 

LiSETTE. 

Obey her holy rules, or put these robes aside. 
Your pious mien and words can not supply your 

want of grace. 

[Exezifit.) 

(^Come four Mexican guerrilla chiefs ; same as in 
Act II, Scene Third. ^ 

First Chief. 
How many men did you enlist? 

Second Chief. 
Five hundred, I am sure. 

Third Chief. 

I got enough to organize three complete 
batteries. 

Fourth Chief. 
From our former band one-half joined me, and 
more will follow them. 

First Chief. 
I'll muster into service soon men for two regi- 
ments. We'll have to help each other out; if one 
is to be mustered in we loan him men to swell his 
ranks, and then we draw their pay in full. 

Second Chief. 
There is a sutler's stand ; let's have some wine. 
[They tottch their glasses and drink.^ 



90 Carlotta. 

All. 
Long live the Emperor! 

Friar. 



{Comes a Friar ^ 



Hallo! — What's going on? — You cry out merry- 
times. 

First Chief. 

{Holding up a paper ^ 

Here's my commission, warm as fresh bread! 

Second Chief. 
And such a one I also hold here in my hands! 

Third Chief. 

We all have one, and money too, look at this 
tight-stuffed purse ! 

Fourth Chief. 

The reverend father will, I hope, accept a glass 
of wine? 

Friar. 

I'd rather have some Pulque, but for your noble 
company's sake, I'll substitute the wine. 

( They fill their glasses.) 



Carlo TTA. 91 

First Chief. 
Vivat the Emperor ! 

Friar. 
( Throwing his glass away.) 
I drink not to that toast! 

All. 
Why not? — Why not? 

Friar. 
He's not our friend, and hates our holy faith 
with all his heart. The Papal Nuncio leaves us in 
high dudgeon witn the court. 

First Chief. 
Is that the truth? 

Friar. 
It is, upon my sacred word. Aside from this, 
the Emperor prefers the foreigners. They will 
command, oppress our men, and call it discipline. 

Fourth Chief. 
We hate them all, do as we please, and want 
no discipline. 

First Chief. 
What then shall be our toast ? 



92 Carlo TTA. 

Friar. 

Fill up the glasses first ! — So ; — now hold 
them up! — Be cautious and discreet! — We drink 
Juarez' health ! 

First Chief. 
Comrades, what shall we do? 

Second Chief. 
Father Sebastian showed us the better way. 

Third Chief. 

They'll put us under General Marquez, and if 
we twist a chicken's neck, we shall be court- 
martialed. 

Fourth Chief. 

When Miramon takes the command we get no 
chance to run ; to stand the fire day and night is 
truly not our way. 

First Chief. 

Let's join the Juarists, or fight on our own 
account. 

All. 
Hurrah ! 



Carlotta. 93 

Song. 
We cheat a friend and rob a man 

Without much tribulation, 
And live as well as others can, 

Who daily draw their ration. 

Bang, tarrang, say what is worse, 

Hell or execution ? 
Ride the devil's new shod horse, 

And still get absolution. 

Let the fool now give us arms, 

Uniforms, and money ; 
Ere the cook the breakfast warms. 

All away we carry. 

Form new bands, and ride along 

Through the whole creation ; 
Steal and rob, or right or wrong. 

Without the least discretion. 
Hurrah ! Hurrah ! 



ACT IV. 

SCENE FIRST. 
(Sf. Cloud.) 

Napoleon. 

[Reading.) 

In disregard of common courtesy, and of those 
diplomatic rules which govern nations in their in- 
tercourse, this Yankee statesman sends us notes in 
language which does ill disguise his petulance. I 
promised to withdraw our troops from Mexico ; 
now Seward urges me to quick fulfilment of my 
word. Since triumph crowned the Northern arms 
their hostile aims grow more pronounced. War 
with the Union of North- America ? — France would 
not follow me. — Yield I must; the troops must 
be recalled. And now to cap the climax, and to 
increase our great embarrassment, Carlotta has 
arrived. I well foresee the interview will painful be. 

{Exit.) 
{Enters Carlotta.) 



Carlotta. 95 



Carlotta. 



What lurking- memories strange of bygone days 
are here conjured up! Through many gladsome 
years they formed the phantoms of my dreams. 
Naught has been changed; the pictures even are 
the same. With what dread amaze the child gazed 
on that portrait there ; and even now it seemeth 
me it hath no friendly mien. Once more I listen 
to the tic-tac of the clock, which, like a heart, beats 
day and night. The sound is still the same, but O ! 
how changed the time it since hath ushered in! 
King Louis Philippe once occupied that chair, and 
dandled there his laughing grand-child on his knee. 
Another sits there now. — O memory, why must thy 
ruthless hand withdraw the veil from shrouded 
years and hearts ! 

{^Footsteps approaching.^ 

He comes! — Be calm, thou beating heart! — 
Down pride! For thou wouldst fain my lips with 
muteness seal, and I with passioned words must 
seek to work upon his will. 

(^Reenters Napoleon?) 

Napoleon. 

With pleasure do I see Mexico's fair Empress 
here. 



96 Carlotta. 

Carlotta. 

Sire, not pleasure's ceaseless rounds have drawn 
me to the shores of France, but duty's stern behest. 
The weal of Mexico has led me here to seek the 
gracious aid of France. 

Napoleon. 

Your wishes need but be expressed to find 
reecho in Our will. 

Garlotta. 

Marshal Bazaine must be recalled ; his soul so 
tainted is with pride and avarice, that he brings 
naught but curses on our cause. His inactivity, 
too, of late allows our foes to raise their heads. 
The marshal's bearing toward ourselves is such, 
that further intercourse with him the Emperor 
declines. And, secondly, we beg your Majesty 
to leave your valiant troops in Mexico until our 
national army is well organized. 

Napoleon. 

I deeply do regret that your request is not 
within the bounds of possibility. Dispositions are 
already made for the withdrawal of our troops. 

Carlotta. 

That, Sire, dare not occur ! Forget our treaty 
not, the obligations you assumed! Through the 



Carlotta. 97 

wise measures of the Emperor, the aspect of affairs 
had signally improved, when from the northern 
provinces your army was withdrawn. We could 
not muster men enough to take its place, and so 
they fell into Juarez' hands. Since then the country, 
Sire, has restless been ; if blood-shed should again 
ensue the fault must be ascribed to you. 

Napoleon. 

My inclination would fain grant your wish, but 
higher duties must my will control. It is full time 
that France weigh well her interests with the great 
sacrifices to be made. Ill success has met our 
Washington diplomacy. 

Carlotta. 

Let not such reasoning foul your policy affect, 
where your own honor is involved, nor jeopardize 
the fruits of Maximilian's work. I pray you then, 
in heaven's high name, do not betray your royal 
friend. I, alas, am cause of his mishap, as my 
ambition, fed by you, urged him to mount the 
throne. Since then a thorny path he has been 
called to tread. How strangely strikes the senses 
all that we encountered there; even the vesper- 
breeze wafts to us hostile breath, electric with the 
spirit of revolt. The Saints themselves, seemed 
moved by other loves, by other hates than ours, for 



98 Carlotta. 

even their rude images glanced endless wrath on 
me. O grave, indeed, and threatening, grows the 
crisis now, and gloomy apprehensions seize my 
soul. 

Napoleon. 

For the withdrawal of the troops my word is 
pledged. No danger threatens Maximilian's head; 
my army is his guard, so that to him safe convoy is 
assured. 

Carlotta. 

O, that I tamed my pride to stoop so low where 
honor dwelleth not. When naught but selfishness 
the mind inspires, and friendship's glow ne'er doth 
the heart suffuse, then dead and callous is the soul 
to chivalry's appeal. Too late it is revealed to us, 
how much misplaced the faith we put in you, when 
you, with varnished tale, allured us from our fair 
retreat in Miramar. Peace did not reign in Mexico, 
but everywhere rebellion raised its hydra-head. 
That tiger of the South, Alvarez, ne'er yielded to 
your might, and scorns you to this day. You seek 
in vain to veil the foul purpose of your mind in 
words of astute statesmanship. You have betrayed 
a noble prince, who, unreserved, put all his trust in 
you. As Hapsburg's bravest son, he parts not with 
his flag unless in death. His blood be on your 



Carlotta. 99 

hands, and damning consciousness of guilt pursue 
your wretched soul through all th' unmeasured 
space of time ! 

{Exit) 

Napoleon. 
Alas, I fear she is not sane ! 

{Rings the bell.) 



SCENE SECOND. 

{City of Mexico. Plaza de Armas. Maximilian 
and staff. French troops marching out) 

Jeanette. 

Good-bye, old Mexico ! Eat all your goats 
alone, and keep your Pulque and wine. 

{Empties her canteen.^ 
{Come Bazaine and staff.) 

Bazaine. 

Sire, the last columns of our troops are march- 
ing out for Vera Cruz. Your Majesty is not obliv- 
ious to the fact that the empire totters on its base. 
Where'er our forces have been withdrawn, the foe 
has raised his haughty head, and even here his 



100 Caa'lotta. 

hostile bands are swarming thick. My gracious 
sovereign advises once again the abdication of the 
throne, and the convoy of my guard to Vera Cruz. 

Maximilian. 

Well can your sovereign a Hapsburg prince 
betray, dishonor not! The trust that was in me 
by popular will reposed, I never will resign ! 

Bazaine. 

Since hopeless fall the empire now awaits, why 
not with us seek safe retreat? 

Maximilian. 
Marshal, do not forget I am still Emperor! 

Bazaine. 

Your Majesty, I then must say Adieu ! 

(^Exeunt.) 

Maximilian. 

No longer now between my people's heart and 
me does foreign might prevail. Unfettered are my 
hands and free my will. Our native troops now 
here in garrison will take the field, and under my 
command I hope that better days will dawn. Yet 
sullen does the future look; dark clouds o'erspread 
the horizon, and augur stormy times. My friends, 
you need not face that storm, the road is open yet 



Carlotta. 101 

for your retreat. Far yonder, like a glittering 
stream, which winds its way through fertile plains, 
the last French corps is marching to the sea. The 
homage which you swore to me need not constrain 
your will. 

Officers. 
We will not leave your Majesty! 

ViDAURRI. 

My country also needs my arm! 

Marquez. 

My sword, pledged to your cause, I ne'er will 
sheath till victory is ours! 

Maximilian. 

(^Deeply affected?) 

Now do I rightly see how true the adage is, 
that only dark adversity the strength of friendship's 
ties doth prove. In proud assurance of your loy- 
alty, I clasp your hands. When tempests fiercely 
rage, all rotten wood breaks loose, but you of 
other stuff are formed. 

All. 
{Pressing enthttsiastically aroicnd the Emperor.^ 
Viva el Imperador ! 



102 Carlotta. 

Maximilian. 

In Oueretaro will our forces soon unite; there 
is the gallant Miramon, the true and prudent 
Castillo, the valiant Mejia, all of experience vast, 
and high renown, and the brave Mendez, too, will 
soon be there. My veteran Austrians I will leave 
behind with our brave Tabera here, to guard the 
capital. And now, our faithful Marquez and Vi- 
daurri, will you attend us to our cabinet, where 
we will occupy ourselves with plans of future 
operations, and you, brave comrades, for now, 
farewell ! In Queretaro soon we'll meet again. 



SCENE THIRD. 

{Plaza and Convent de la Cruz in Queretaro. Two 
sentinels on guard. Come Generals Mejia, 
Me?idez, Castillo, Arellano, and Pri7ice Sali7t.) 

Mejia. 
At last the Emperor consents that we break 



through. 



Mendez. 



I fear it is too late, too long has he for Marquez 
waited. 



Carlott'a. 103 

Salm. 

Marquez took with him our veteran corps, and 
pledged his honor to return at once with all the 
troops available in Mexico. He has not kept his 
word. 

Castillo. • 

The Emperor could now be safe, but he would 
not desert his troops while they were in distress. 
'Twas from this cause he sent Marquez to Mexico 
clothed with full power in his place. 

Mendez. 

I have an instinct, so it may be termed, by 
which I judge the heart of every untried man. 
The first impression made upon my mind, yet 
unbiased by smooth and flattering words, will 
finally prove true. I should have preferred some 
other man before the Emperor's choice. 

Arellano. 

Where muskets crack and cannons roar, the 
Emperor is always seen. 

Mejia. 

At all events our way must be cut right through 
the hostile lines. If every one of us should fall, 
the Emperor shall be saved. In case we can not 



lOJ: CaRLOTTA. 

reach the capital, we find refuge in yonder moun- 
tain-chain, where every Indian, man and child, will 
fight in our behalf. Sierra Gorda is my home, its 
people true and brave. 

Salm. 

Those are words which touch a soldier's heart! 
His Majesty was ill-advised to stay in this doomed 
place. Though Miramon is brave and true, his 
counsel was not good. 

(^Comes Miravton.) 
Miramon. 

We thought it was. Had Marquez but his 
word fulfilled, the foe had long been crushed. 
Comrades, are you in readiness to sally out to- 
night ? 

Arellano. 

The horses are put to my howitzers, and we 
await but your command. 

Mendez. 

I have armed the Indians of this place to make 
a feint while we move out against the foe. 

Mejia. 
My cavalry is eager for the fray. 



Carlotta. 105 

Salm. 
The body-guard will vindicate its loyalty. 

MiRAMON. 

How is it in the Cruz ; is all in order there ? 

Salm. 
Lopez has placed the cavalry on guard; re- 
ports all right. 

Castillo. 

To that important line I should assign a better 
officer; it is the very key to all positions which now 
we hold. 

MiRAMON. 

Let us now betake ourselves to rest ; before the 
morning dawns we'll sally out. 

(^Exeunt.) 

First Sentinel. 

[Drawing his sword-belt tighter.) 

My waist is getting thinner than a wasp's; two 
holes I've lost again only since yesterday. 

Second Sentinel. 

Good for your horse! My back is stiff and 
sore; slept on the cold, bare ground. The last 
handful of straw my mattress still contained I fed 
my horse. 

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106 Carlotta. 

First Sentinel. 
The ribs of my poor mare are breaking through 
her skin like whalebones through a worn-out 
parasol. 

Second Sentinel. 
What had you for supper? 

First Sentinel. 
A single musty cracker; but got some extra 
game. 

Second Sentinel. 
What was it? 

First Sentinel. 
Caught a blind rat last night. 

Second Sentinel. 
I wished I were where my sweetheart dwells, 

And the Danube flows swiftly and clear ; 
When like sweet chimes of the evening bells, 

Her tender, dear voice I could hear. 

First Sentinel. 
I dreamed of mutton, of beef-steaks and pork, 

On the table foamed sparkling champagne; 
Sat down to dine, but broke my long fork, 

My wine-glass burst clinking in twain. 

( Clock strikes three.) 



Carlotta. 107 

Second Sentinel. 

Three o'clock; our relief will soon be here. 
Did you say your rat was blind in one eye? 

First Sentinel. 
Yes. Why? 

Second Sentinel. 

Our commander must be blind in both eyes, 
else we were never caught here in this clumsy trap. 

First Sentinel. 
Hark! What's that? — There is some firing! 

Second Sentinel. 

They beat the long roll ; the trumpets sound 
"To horse!" 

First Sentinel. 
The shooting comes nearer! 

{^Come Salm, Mejia, and other officers, with a de- 
tachment of troops^ 

Salm. 
Where is the Emperor ? 

First Sentinel. 
He's up there in his rooms. 



108 Carlotta. 

{Salm enters the convent and returiis with the Em- 
peror^ 

Salm. 

The enemy is in the Cruz, and holds now all 
outlets ! 

Maximilian. 
Impossible, unless we are betrayed ! 

Salm. 

The Juarists have passed our lines; Corona's 
men are in the Cruz. 

Maximilian. 

We'll cut our way through their columns ; but 
where is Miramon? 

Mejia. 
Wounded and prisoner. 

Maximilian. 

{^Draws his szvord.) 

Comrades, now follow me! 

{Exeunt.) 

(^Beat of the drums, trumpet and bugle sounds. 
Distant firing. Come General Escobedo and 
Republican troops^ 



Carlotta. 109 

escobedo. 
None of them must escape! Had not the Cruz 
been poorly watched, more blood would have been 
spilled ; they fight most desperately. 

[Maximilian, with staff and troops, rushes in?) 

Maximilian. 

The treason is complete; too well the plan was 
laid. 

[Both hostile parties level their mtiskets at each other ^ 

Maximilian. 
Halt ! — No further blood-shed ! 

{To Ge7ieral Escobedo.^ 

Here is my sword ; I am your prisoner. If you 
still want more blood, take mine alone ! 



ACT V. 

SCENE FIRST. 
(San Ltcis Potosi. Jum'ez and cabinet^ 

Juarez. 

Petitions for the life of Maximilian and his 
generals are pouring in. 

Lerdo. 

The foreign ministers, who would not recognize 
our legal government, plead now most anxiously 
for clemency. The intercession alone, which comes 
from Washington, deserves the calm consideration 
of our cabinet. During the darkest days the North 
gave us encouragement. But were it not a risk to 
pardon Miramon and his companions in the field, 
so eager to renew the bloody strife should time 
afford an opportunity? — and yet we can not justly 
punish them alone, and let their chief escape with 
full impunity. Should lenity our conduct mark, it 
will appear as want of energy, as recognition of 
that sanctity claimed by dynasts. 



Carlo TT A. Ill 

Jglesia. 

Riva Palacio and de la Torre used all their 
eloquence to work a commutation of his fate. 

Juarez. 

Palacio's noble impulse I esteem ; he is with us 
heart and hand; besides a friend of mine. But 
when the law demands its holy rights, then friend- 
ship's voice must lose its suasive force. There 
was a complot nearly ripe to free the prisoners, and 
at its head stood that heroic Princess Salm. If she 
had met with aid from those whose cowardice the 
archduke did betray, her object now would be 
attained. Our army, eager to revenge the blood 
so freely shed during this hateful war, has now 
resolved upon his early death. My mind is wasted 
like a battle-field from duty's deadly combat with 
my sympathies. No more I wish to hear of state 
affairs to-day; another time we will resume our 
task. 

(^Ministers exeunt.^ 

If only he had fled; but nobly he refused to 
leave his friends behind, this Hapsburg prince, who 
vainly strove to found a throne on foreign bayonets, 
and I was chased like a wild beast, not knowing oft 
where in the coming night my weary head would 



112 Carlotta. 

rest. My hate was nourished by our woes, but 

fortune now has changed her mood. Though 

bitter war I waged against the monarch on the 

throne, yet now his greatness in distress does 

touch my heart. 

(^Enters Mitla.) 

MiTLA. 

May our bright Sun now ever beam his kind- 
liest rays on you ! Our country is deHvered from 
the foe ; may peace and order rule henceforth with 
liberty ! Another fiend now marches through the 
land and leaves his bloody trace where'er he does 
appear; his war-cry is revenge. Combat that foe 
and vanquish him! Begin with your own heart; 
commute the judgment of the court, and let the 
prince be exiled with his generals ! 

Juarez. 

So greatly in your debt am I, that all your 
wishes are commands for me ; but in this case, alas, 
I am not free to act. If I should pardon them, the 
army would be quick to wreak on them its furious 
rage. Only through flight is rescue possible, and 
to that end the connivance of the guard must be 
secured. 

Mitla. 

Midsummer-day is drawing near, when we shall 
meet to solemnize our Solar-feast. Will you be 
there ? 



Carlotta. 113 

Juarez. 
I shall not fail to greet Alfonso there. 

MiTLA. 

The golden light can reach his eyes no more! 

Juarez. 
My friend and brother dead? 

MiTLA. 

Near Queretaro he fell wounded into hostile 
hands, and in pursuance of a new decree, he suf- 
fered death upon the spot. Guenita, who as nurse 
went with the troops, returned Alfonso's sword; her 
mind seemed much deranged. One morning, in 
our chapel-ground, a grave, fresh dug, was seen, 
wherein Alfonso lay close in Guenita's arms. Her 
heart, which once so loudly beat, was still from a 
stiletto thrust. Such is wild passion's course ! We 
closed the grave, and planted flowers thereon. I 
hope to see you soon, but not with blood-stained 

hands. 

{Exit.) 

Juarez. 

My friend is murdered, Guenita lives no more ! 
What cares the world for them; they were but 
Indians! — I dm an Indian, too, and have the pas 
sions of my race! They call us barbarous. We 
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114 Carlotta. 

were not always so. Who taught us cruelty ? It 
was that pale-faced race, which centuries ago o'er- 
run our land ! Without remorse they spilled the 
blood of countless hosts or doomed them to the 
pitiless lot of slaves. Even the church did lend 
thereto her mighty arm, and with new superstitions 
grafted on the old, forged tighter still their chains. 
The blooming cities were laid desolate, and dark 
despair broods since in solemn silence over Mexico. 
'Twas by the hands of Hapsburg hordes that once 
the noblest Aztec blood did flow, and now a scion 
of that house has tried to put his heel upon our 
necks. To his insatiate lust for blood, my best and 
dearest friend as victim fell. Begone, ye sympa- 
thies ! Alfonso was a Sun whom liberty had chosen 
as her own ; not could with him the kings of all the 
earth compare, and should they grace demand on 
bended knees, his blood shall be revenged ! 



SCENE SECOND. 

{Chateau and Park of Miraniar.) 

Fritz. 

The Empress goes to Brussels, and we shall be 
discharged. 



Carlotta. 115 

LiSETTE. 

I feel so sorry for her Majesty. 

Fritz. 

We better look to our own affairs and for a 
future home. 

LiSETTE. 

Where shall we find a place? 

Fritz. 

In the far West of North America. The land 
is cheap, the country free, and we are strong 
enough to work our way through life. We'll raise 
there wheat and cattle, children, hogs, and many 
other fruits. 

LiSETTE. 

And onions too ? 

[Come a Chamberlain, Physician, ivith A^itonio, 
Fernando, and Gardener.^ 

Chamberlain. 

Her Majesty will take a morning walk; pay 
strictest care to all she does, but let not your 
concern appear. {To the Doctor) How did you 
find Her Majesty to-day? 



116 Cari.otta. 

Doctor. 
I have remarked no change. 

Chamberlain. 
Rumors go from mouth to mouth, that poison's 
subtle curse affects her mind. 'Tis said in Mexico 
that there are some expert in the use of baneful 
plants beyond belief; either with sudden death 
their victims they destroy, or with protraction of 
their fate they doom them to a living death. 

Doctor. 
In Mexico and in the Antilles poison is some- 
times used, whose subtlity our tests evades. But 
why search for causes so remote, when others and 
more patent still present themselves. Napoleon has 
not kept the faith which was reposed in him. The 
Vatican will not be reconciled, and naught but 
dismal news has been received from Mexico. De- 
ceived in all her hopes, and with forebodings dark 
oppressed, no wonder that her mind gave way. 
But here she comes ! 

(^Come Carlotta, a Chaplain^ and several Court-ladies^ 

Carlotta. 

( Weaving roses into a crown.') 

It takes more roses than I thought for so small 
an affair, — a crown. Cut me some more of them ! 



Carlotta. 117 



Gardener. 



Your Majesty will find these roses fresh and 
bright. 

Carlotta. 

They are not of the kind I wish. Their color 
is too light; bring me some of a darker hue. 

Gardener. 

The roses of Puebla will suit your Majesty, I 
hope. 

Carlotta. 

(^Indifferently. ) 

Perhaps that is their name. They must be red, 
blood-red, to make a shining crown. 

Gardener. 
Here is the new variety. 

Carlotta. 

This is a kind appropriate. Now it is done ; 

does it not captivate the eye ? 

- {She puts it on the head of a Court-lady^ 

It doth become her well ; how proud she bears 
her honors now ! 



118 Carlotta. 

Court- Lady. 
O, how that hurts ! 

Carlotta. 
Perhaps some thorns sneaked in. 

{She throws the crown violently, down.^ 

— - — Let it be; 
it is not worth the stooping. 

(She approaches the Molo.) 

There rolls the sea ; a yacht lies in the bay ! 

I think I dreamed that I once rode on her, 

While the white spray her silvery course did mark. 

— There still the castle stands where once of yore 
I think I heard the songs of festal joy ; 

But now my steps resound so gloomy in its halls. — 
That castle fills my soul with phantoms strange, 
And puzzles still my mind, but answers not. 
Am I awake, or bound in sleep by mystic spell. 
Unconscious of the outer world, or am I not myself? 
My voice is not the same ; perhaps I live a dual life! 
What have I done? — Did I commit a crime? — 
O, could I once more sleep a dreamless sleep. 
Or could my other self awake devoid of every fear! 

— Can I then pray no more? Are dumb my lips, 
Which once to heaven with passioned utterance 

spoke ? 
Odd seem my holy books, their lines in double rows, 
Alternate red and green as mocking at my woes ! 



Carlotta. 119 

Chaplain. 

The arch-foe of mankind is ever on the lurk, our 
souls with treacherous visions to ensnare ; only our 
holy church can guard against his wiles. 

Carlotta. 

Are you a zealous servant of the church, or 
does your stole conceal a faithless heart? I fear 
you know too well the art which Borgia to perfec- 
tion brought. I trust you not! 

Chaplain. 

O monstrous aberration of the mind ! 

(^Enters a child with fruits^ 

Child. 

Will your gracious Majesty accept some 
apricots ? 

' . Carlotta. 

Truly they have a fair outside, but pregnant is 
their juice with germs of death. Begone ! 

{Child leaves crying.) 

Chaplain. 
(Aside.) 
O horrible delusion! 



120 Carlotta. 

Carlotta. 

Come here, my child, and take this golden cross 
which I have often worn. Go tell thy parents to 
refrain from their pernicious art ; no evil do I wish 
to them, why do they seek to poison me? 

{^Child kisses Carlotta s hand and goes ^ 

[Enter a group of peasa?ttSy same as in Act /, Scene 
First.) 

Chorus. 

Again we come with song and flowers, 
To welcome back our royal guest, 

And strew them round in fragrant showers, 
For the fair Empress of the West. 

This lovely place, once rude and dreary, 
Within the grasp of cliffs confined, 

Comforts the great, protects the weary, 
Who love and kindness always find. 

There now reflects the chateau's tower, 

Vibrating in the placid bay, 
The fountains throw, with secret power. 

Their crystals high in sparkling spray. 

Chamberlain. 

This song seems to recall old memories of the 
past. 



Carlotta. 121 

Doctor. 

Only that the fatal wrecks of life present them- 
selves again in all their sad reality. 

Chorus. 

Thou, royal pair, hast built this castle. 
This paradise of magic charm — 

{Carlotta shrieks and swoons away.) 

Chaplain. 
Poor Empress! 



SCENE THIRD. 

[Prison-cell.) 

Maximilian. 

[Sealing a letter.) 

My last work has now its full completion, and 
unfettered is my soul from all the harrowing cares 
of life, which oft do fill the breast with strange 
disquietude, e'en when the grave doth gap before 
us. How marvelous, that in this dungeon grey, 
where scarce the friendly light of day doth pierce, 
sweet visions of the past now haunt me with their 

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122 Car LOT T A. 

presence mild. I see again the ocean's moving 
mass, its waters fanned by a soft western breeze ; 
all sails are set and swiftly moves my bark, and 
once more come in sight the pillars famed of 
Hercules. Italia's shores soon greet the wan- 
derer's eye, and now we haste with quickened 
speed to reach the bay of Miramar. There still 
the towered chateau stands ; the flowers, the trees, 
the shrubs, in verdant luxury. The fountains have 
not ceased to throw their crystal waters high, and 
sweet the song of ' nightingales is heard. Far 
in the distance blue I see the Alps, and now I 
climb once more their steepy cliffs, to chase the 
wild chamois and breathe again the mountain air. 
Away ye idle phantoms of the past ! Ye can no 
longer bind my heart with fond delusions to this 
earth. She, my guiding star, who once with high- 
est gifts of heaven endowed, illumed the pathway 
of my life, in sad eclipse of reason's light, lives but 
as echo of the past. When like the eagle, which 
doth build his eyrie far above the haunts of men, 
our thoughts to higher levels rise, they do disdain 
henceforth to stoop to narrow precincts of the 
dusty vales, 'Twas not ambition based on selfish 
grounds which urged me to accept this thorny 
crown, but an ambition of a nobler cause : to 
elevate a race, once great, from its decline. Is it 
a curse, that baneful hovers o'er this land ? Once 
did the blood of Aztec monarchs flow, to satisfy the 



Carlotta. 123 

lusts of cruel Spain. Do still their angry manes 
with quivering lips cry out revenge for wrongs 
they suffered from a Hapsburg prince? Ye can 
now rest, ye troubled ghosts ; to Hapsburg's line is 
meted expiation deep for all its sins 'gainst you. 
And thou, dear Mexico, peace offerings did I hope 
to bring to thee, but bitter woe, instead, has fol- 
lowed on my steps. 

Yet though thou clamorest for my life, 
Still cHngs my heart to thee, 

And may my blood atoning act, 

That henceforth thou shall'st happy be ! 

{Enter a detachment of soldier's who draw up in the 
background.~) 

Maximilian. 
{After a short pause in which he observes the soldiers.) 
Poor Carlotta ! 

{Curtain drops. Dead mar^ch with snuffled drums.) 



